America 1881: Legend of the West

"Is what you are looking for here?"

A voice came from the darkness.

Big Ear was stunned, and he asked other soldiers to bring the torch.

They searched everywhere for the source of the sound under the firelight, but they still couldn't seem to see anything.

"Hey, I'm here!"

A white crescent moon emerged from the dark night. Big Ear and the soldiers behind him looked forward carefully, and finally discovered a black man standing on the wall opposite.

He held a gun in his hand and aimed it at them. There were also a pile of guns stacked on the stone wall beside him.

"My boss is really clever, you guys are useless." Sean chuckled. "The boss said, if you are willing to go home, we will not stop you. If you are willing to stay, we will also welcome you. The salary will be paid as usual. Priority will be given to recruiting those with drilling skills. They need to be hard-working and honest. Um, what else? Coming?"

He scratched his head and couldn't remember it, so he said, "You can ask him for details when he comes back."

Big Ear can't believe his ears. Why does this sound so much like a factory recruiting workers?

"Haha, he said he wanted us to surrender!" Big Ear sneered wildly while dodging the arrows flying over his head, "He pointed a gun at dozens of us and asked us to surrender!"

"Well, I'd better advise you to surrender, otherwise there won't be enough soil in Roswell to bury you." Sean looked at the dozens of soldiers in front of him and felt a little scared. He added, "Uh, this is my boss. talk."

I really don’t understand why the boss is so calm every time. He can’t provoke dozens of people by himself.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and grab it!" Big Ears shouted at the dazed soldiers on both sides, "How can a group of people be killed by one person?"

The soldiers roared and rushed towards the wall where Sean was standing, intending to climb up the ladder directly.

They are using their bare hands, but they are very powerful.

The gun in Sean's hand went off.

The soldier at the front fell down, but the people behind him rushed up one after another.

"He's finished firing his gun. Come on, brothers." Big Ear roared.

However, to his surprise, another gunshot rang out.

But this time there was not just a gunshot, but continuous crackling like firecrackers.

Among the soldiers who rushed forward, the ones at the front fell directly to the front row.

Then, gunfire rang out from behind their buttocks, and another group of people at the back fell.

The gunshots came from four directions, from the watchtowers distributed at the four corners of the stone wall!

Geronimo looked at the soldiers charging with bare hands, and suddenly saw the shadow of the tribesmen who charged at the American guns many years ago.

He sighed a little.

I never imagined that these white-skinned people would be here today.

After a volley of fire, about ten of the dozens of soldiers were suddenly gone. Coupled with the arrows shot from outside the wall, the losses were heavy.

The remaining people were panicked. They knew that they were now the meat in the pot. They could not be beaten and beaten, and they had nowhere to run. They could only run around like rats in a cage.

"Don't panic, everyone! People with guns gather together!" Big Ear shouted loudly.

Some of the soldiers did have guns, but they had no idea in which direction to shoot. The black man had already disappeared.

Moreover, they discovered that as long as they dared to shoot, they would be shot in the head one by one, as if an eye was always staring at them.

"You guys should shoot!" Big Ear shouted hoarsely.

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was exploded by a large-caliber bullet.

The shooter was Camilla. She was at the top of the tower, looking at the crowd below and "focusing on" those who posed the greatest threat.

People who yell like Big Ears are "in a hurry to reincarnate".

"If you don't want to die, go to the corner, squat down, and hold your head in your hands!" Geronimo's voice came.

The soldiers still alive under the wall had lost their souls. When they heard Geronimo's voice, they all swarmed towards the corner, fearing that the shooters above would change their minds.

They squatted there obediently, not even daring to raise their heads.

Geronimo walked out of the tower with a torch, and came to the top of the stone wall with the high priest. He looked outside the wall.

Not far from the wall, there were about a dozen black figures riding horses, standing in the wilderness and watching them.

When they saw the faces of Geronimo and the high priest, they stopped shooting arrows at the fortress.

After the group watched for a while, they turned their horses' heads and disappeared into the wilderness again, disappearing over the horizon.

Geronimo watched them leave and looked into the distance.

Everything here basically developed as expected by Chen Jianqiu, and even the time when these Nava people would attack again was accurately judged.

I just don't know what's going on with him now.

In the stone fortress, Hanif, Donnie, and Danny skillfully tied up the soldiers squatting there one by one, and then stuffed them into their original rooms.

"Wait until the Sky Warrior comes back to deal with them." Geronimo said.

The next day, they spent the whole day cleaning the battlefield. At night, the Nahua people did not appear again.

On the third day, Geronimo, Camila and Adam discussed going out to find Chen Jianqiu. However, if there are fewer people, it may not be useful. If there are more people, the safety of the fortress may not be guaranteed. Where should the team go? It's hard to tell the direction.

While they were still discussing, the voice of a flying bird suddenly came from the stone wall:

"Look, what is that?"

Everyone quickly ran out of the house and climbed onto the wall. At this time, the color of the world changed.

They saw the tornado while witnessing it destroy Roswell.

"Oh my God." Hanif opened his mouth. Even though he had traveled so much, he had never seen such a scene.

"I've seen this thing in the Chesapeake Bay of Virginia, but it doesn't seem so exaggerated." Danny touched his chin and sighed.

The high priest closed his eyes, pointed his hands to the sky, and at the same time bowed in the direction of the tornado.

Like most Indians, the Apaches have always respected the power of nature, which they believe is the embodiment of the wrath of the wind god.

"Well, everyone, let's first consider whether this scary thing will come to us." Sean was also on the top of the wall. He had never seen this thing before, so he was a little panicked.

"I don't know if that thing is coming, but I'm sure someone is coming back." Adam raised his head and pointed in the direction parallel to Roswell.

There, a black horse was galloping towards them carrying a person.

"It's him." Camilla had the best eyesight. She lifted up her skirt and ran quickly towards the bottom of the stone wall.

"Don't worry, that thing doesn't like me very much. It originally came for me, but it changed its direction in a blink of an eye. No matter how hard it is, it can't catch up." Chen Jianqiu returned to the fortress, turned over and dismounted, and saw the trembling Xiao Xiao. Well, he patted his shoulder and said comfortingly.

He glanced at the situation in the stone fortress and saw the soldiers locked in the room through the window.

"Is everything done?" Chen Jianqiu touched his nose.

"Well, yes." Geronimo nodded, "It's basically within the scope of your plan."

"Then bring Holmes back as soon as possible. We have found oil."

"Huh?!" Everyone opened their mouths in surprise. When they first heard Holmes talk about this kind of thing, they didn't take it seriously, but Chen Jianqiu only gave them a metaphor.

Before long, this stuff was black liquid gold.

The most important thing is that they actually found it.

"What about Vaughan's people?" Geronimo asked.

"Vaughn will not come back, but I met Pinkerton's detectives." Chen Jianqiu pointed to Adam and Bird, and then clicked on a few Indian warriors, "We will be back soon."

He was just about to lead everyone off when he suddenly thought of something and turned to Geronimo and said:

"By the way, if it's convenient, you can arrange a meeting between me and the Nahua people as soon as possible."

Thanks to the naughty kid who loves milk for the tip

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